Engine running and I’m thinking of doing the same
Don’t want to put my love away but her portrait is marked in shame
Apology accepted but I can’t kiss her anymore
Maybe I’m wrong turning away but this is a place where trust doesn’t stay
Gave her private light to someone else’s eyes
Private sounds to another’s ears different world’s atmosphere
No coming back and laying down in peace
Cries can’t wash away these fingerprints.
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How can I ever believe her now?
Good to go after getting her sins out.
Seven days should be enough to pretend she’s not haunted,
Looking in her eyes without pain seems impossible.
Going to bed like an animal with wide eyes, don’t touch me.
Engine running and I’m thinking of doing the same.
Jesus hugging me as I can only mumble his name, weeping bitterly in the bathroom, locked door.
